This is a song about "Prune brothers"

Talking of the gods you serve

Born in 95 im my brothers keepers

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I know my brothers would die for me.

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

You fucking bitch, go suck your brothers dick, fucking prick.

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

We brothers forever, to the end and counting

We love each other, nothin' subtle, be like fuckin' brothers,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Destined to win, get respect where i live

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles